The Kinksters are Alright

Chapter 6: Unhinged

Calista had packed all kinds of clothes in four suitcases, plus another two suitcases just for shoes and accessories. She figured she was going to be as fabulous as possible showing off her new body. She pulled out all the stops. She also had four boxes of toys and equipment from her dungeon that she planned to use on the boys.

Calista wanted to show off her new curves and her 32C breasts. She wanted to be sexy, but also not wear anything too cumbersome, since it was eventually going to come off anyway. She also needed to keep her boy parts neatly tucked away, at least initially. Lastly, she wanted to be imposing to the boys. She wanted to tower over them.

This ensemble she chose was a shiny and smooth black vinyl fabric halter-type mini dress with a prominent cutout on the bust area, giving the boys the best view of her sultry cleavage. She tucked her cock into a tight pair of vinyl panties that were hidden under the slinky bottom part of the dress. It nicely highlighted her newly voluptuous ass. She wore a pair of six inch stiletto patent leather heels with an ankle strap. She was now an imposing 6’10”.

As she headed down to meet the boys, she grabbed her riding crop, an extra collar, two leashes and a paddle. Calista meant business, and this was just the beginning. She stood at the top of the stairs, looking down on Blaze and Harrison, on their knees and noses to the floor. “Those boys are so good. Mmmmm, they look so cute, all submissive like that.” To get their attention, she whacked the riding crop on the bannister. They immediately leaped up to see her. She stood still like a towering statue. The boys were mesmerized. Calista descended the stairs and stood in front of them.

They were in the worship position in front of Calista, though Harrison broke the mood and got up, just on his knees. He needed to understand some things before they continued. “I’m sorry, can we call a timeout? Just for a minute? Please? This is all too fucking new for me. Please?”

Harrison was nervous. This was very different from any previous dominance experiences he had before. He’d not been in a true BDSM scene before. Most of the time it was casual or playful, following orders from someone more dominant, but not necessarily in full control. He hadn’t had to become a submissive and given himself to someone. Even his previous play with Calista was informal, as she was just learning her way around dominance. Ultimately, he really wasn’t into the whole thing.

“Sure Harry! Sorry, maybe I should slow down? Oh wait, consent! Oh no! I didn’t even ask you if you wanted to do this. That is completely not right.”

“No, no, it’s ok Calista. When I saw the boxes and with all of your planning, I kinda figured we’d get into this. You made it pretty clear several times. I really want to do it! I would love to serve you! You’ve worked so hard to get where you are and it’s an honor you want to share it with us. Blaze is used to this master/slave stuff, I just need to understand what I’m supposed to do. I know how to follow orders and suck someone's cock on demand, but this seems like more than that.”

“Fair enough. Are you ok doing this from where you are, on your knees? You both are super cute, all naked and hard kneeling before me.”

“I’m cool.” Blaze raised himself up.

“It kinda hurts, but ok, I guess.”

“That is the least of the pain I will put you through. You’ll be fine. So, assuming you are giving me consent to be your Mistress for however long I want…do you have questions?”

“Yes! I give you all the consent, but please don’t be too hard on me. You really hurt me in that dungeon a while ago. I’m open to new stuff.”

“Ok, Harry, remember you said that. And you Blaze?”

“I’m all yours, Mistress.” Blaze added.

“We had a safe word when you tortured me in the dungeon, remember? Mine was pineapple. Do we still use those?” 

“Good call, Harrison. Yes, we do. We actually have two words. One to slow down and one to stop. Pick two words and let me know how you will use them. Blaze, you do the same thing.”

“Hmmm, pineapple to stop and, um, pomegranate to slow down. No! Wait! Pomegranate to stop and pineapple to slow down.”

“Are you sure? I don’t want you telling me to slow down when you really want to stop.”

“I’m sure.”

“Spiderman to slow, Venom to stop.”

“Oooh, those are cool! I want to change mine.”

“No! Harrison, you chose yours and that’s it. I'm sorry you chose fruit salad while Blaze went for cooler options. Other questions?”

“I don’t know. I guess, are we gonna do this all week? Do we have to obey you the whole time? Like are you gonna tell us when we can go in the pool or play games or whatever?”

“No, silly, not all the time. That probably wouldn’t be any fun for you and I don’t want to work that hard on vacation! I want you boys to be my sex slaves for fun, at least some of the week. My little sluts. When we’re in a scene, your entire existence is just to please me. You don’t do anything unless I give you permission. You don’t speak unless spoken to. You will always address me as Mistress Calista. Whatever I ask you to do, you better do a good job! I get to punish you anyway I want any time I want for any reason.”

“Wow, that’s a lot. I guess I can deal.”

“Dude, you don’t ‘guess,’ you either go all in or you ruin the fun for everyone. Calista could just lock you in a fucking closet if you don’t want to play along.”

“Blaze! I can handle this, thank you. No one is getting locked in a closet. Well, probably not. Anyway, Harry, just try it, ok? We’ll check in later and see how you feel. If you hate it, we’ll stop. If you’re into it, then we keep doing it. Cool?”

“That works. I think I’m gonna like it. I just needed to know what the deal was. I’m not sure I want to be in this space the entire time we’re together. I’m still not sure I like this stuff.”

“Now, one more thing,” Calista turned and went back upstairs to retrieve the rest of the accessories for the moment. She showed Harrison his collar. “Blaze is already collared and his Master has given me permission to play with him. We all know Jack and Aidan are as big a sluts as you are and they fully expect you to be fucking around with me and Blaze. So, to show you belong to me - at least for the moment - you have to wear this collar when we play. Bow your head and I’ll put it on you.”

“Really? You’re gonna collar me?”

“Seriously dude, yes. Just put the fucking collar on. I’ve been wearing this for a year. Get over it.”

“Ok! Ok! Can’t we just fuck already? This is so much effort.” Harrison complained as he bowed his head for Calista to put the collar around his neck. She secured it, checked to make sure it was not too restrictive and then locked it in place.

“Welcome to submission, Harry! I promise you will love being a love slave to Mistress Calista! You look really fucking hot - both of you - in your collars. I love it! My best boys are my slaves!” 

Calista was beyond excited. “Ok, just a few more things. Unless something has changed in the last year, I don’t think we need to talk about limits. Let me know if there’s something you absolutely won’t do. You already know I don’t do gross things, so no matter how much you want me to fart in your face Harry, it is not happening! If you’re good, I might let you suck my cum from one Blaze’s ass. Blaze, I don’t do the violent stuff you and Jack like. Don’t worry, I’ll hurt you and can make you cry, but I’m not going to beat you up. I will do whatever I want, when I want. You will obey my every desire. Your asses are especially mine. I plan to use them aggressively. I will hurt you. I will restrain you. I will sometimes restrain you in terribly uncomfortable positions. I brought cuffs, floggers, paddles, rope, dildos of all sizes and shapes, even a fucking bench. Kwang practically packed up my whole studio! I don’t know, I can’t remember anything else. I’m sure I’m missing something. I’ll tell you when we’re in a scene and when we’re not. Unless there’s any more questions, I expect you to be back in position immediately!”

Blaze was down in no time. Harrison didn’t make it in time. Calista whacked him on his back with the riding crop. He lurched up and shouted, “OW! That fucking hurt!”

“Jesus Harry, What part of obedience don’t you understand?” Calista walked behind him and hit him again. “Aaarghh! Fuck!” As Harrison prepared to reset and apologize, he took a deep breath. Calista hit him again. “AARGHH! I’M SORRY MISTRESS CALISTA! PLEASE DON’T HIT ME AGAIN! PLEASE!” Calista hit him three more times. He just grunted and fell into position.

“That’s all you had to do. I would have kept hitting you until you figured it out. Good thing you did quickly.”

“Fuck Blaze! How do you do this?”

“You’ll figure it out, or just end up crying like a fucking baby.”

Calista grabbed the two leashes and hooked them onto the collars. She tugged at them wanting them to get up on their hands and knees. They did so immediately. “Ok boys! Let’s have some fun!”

***

Earlier that morning, Calista investigated the suite to see how she could use it for her playtime. The suite had a set of wooden columns that went from the second floor to the first floor. She figured she could tie Harrison up on them, as a makeshift St. Andrews Cross. There was a huge coffee table in the middle of the room - one of those massive pieces of furniture that was made with wood and concrete that was immovable. It had metal bars on either end, which made it a perfect place to secure Blaze. 

This was going to be a hardcore scene. Calista had been dreaming of using her Dominatrix skills on Harrison and Blaze. There was just something about using them harshly that turned her on. She had been planning her attack for weeks. Her recent argument with Harrison made her want to push him even harder than she originally planned. She thought she was going to go easy on him, but instead, she wanted him to hurt. She figured Blaze could handle anything she dished out and had some thoughts on how to push him. 

Harrison was annoyed by all of the prep work. He just wanted to get to the fun parts, at least what he thought was fun. “For fuck’s sake! This is a lot of work. Why do people do this?”

“Harrison Holden! Just stop it already!” Calista hollered, sounding very upset.

“Dude, you are totally being a dick. Mistress Calista worked hard on this and you’re shitting all over it.” Blaze was pissed at Harrison’s whining. “It’s not like this is a fucking playroom. Stuff needs to happen to make it work. Shut the fuck up or go fuck off. You need to stop being a spoiled fucking brat.”

Blaze was fully into this, if for no other reason than to make Calista happy. She was so excited and every time Harrison said something, he could see the disappointment on her face. He figured that she would make sure he regretted his words. If she didn’t, he would.

“Yeah, whatever. Let’s fucking move this along.”

It took about 30 minutes to get both boys in place. By tying the ropes to the columns on the second floor and attaching them to the cuffs on Harrison’s wrists, she could basically hang him by his arms with them pulled as far apart as the columns would let them be. She cuffed his ankles and tied his feet at the bottom in the same way. Harrison was hanging in a big ‘X’ with his feet barely touching the floor. The columns were far apart enough that she could get to Harrison’s ass. He quietly grumbled as she restrained him. She made sure he was extremely uncomfortable. Finally, Harrison was blindfolded.

Blaze was even more uncomfortable. She tied his feet to the bars on each side of the table, stretching his legs out, forcing to almost do a split. She tied his arms to the other side, arching his back painfully over the table. He had nothing to lean on, nothing to hold himself up. No matter which way he fell, it was excruciating. She had easy access to his cock and balls and even in that position was able to get to his ass.

Once she was satisfied with things, she took pictures to show Kwang. She was finally ready to get started. She first set Blaze up for his torture. His ass was just high enough off the table, that Calista could slide a large dildo in him and it would likely stay in his ass while the base rested on the table. She pulled out a huge tentacle dildo and lubed it up. Slowly, she slid it into Blaze’s hungry ass. He moaned uncontrollably, sweating and squirming, trying to find a position that wasn’t painful and didn’t completely impale him. The dildo was about halfway in Blaze’s ass. It was very narrow at the top and widened considerably as it got to the base, which was 18 inches from the top. Once she set the base down on the table, Blaze had to navigate himself up and down on the dildo to try and stay in place. 

“Don’t let it slip out, or I will have to punish you.” Calista said as she kissed Blaze and left him.

The anticipation was killing Harrison. Not being able to see what was going on made it even worse. His cock was rock hard. Precum just poured out of it. He was beyond horny. He finally yelled out, “God damnit! What the fuck are you doing? DO SOMETHING!!”

“You know Harry, you’re really a big baby. A spoiled brat. Harrison from the streets wouldn’t be crying like this. You’re getting soft.” Calista’s voice was so condescending. “I really can’t stand listening to you whine anymore, so I’m going to have to gag you.” Calista went to one of the boxes and pulled out a gag with a five inch dildo on it. The dildo slipped into Harrison’s mouth and was tied securely. Harrison mumbled, unable to say anything. Now he couldn’t see or speak.

Calista stood in front of Harrison, she was so tall, she looked down on him. Gliding the riding crop up and down his chest, she seductively told him what was going to happen. "I'm going to edge you until you beg me to cum. You will beg. You will beg so hard. But…you can’t speak! So, all I'm going to hear are muffled screams.” Calista let out a mischievous laugh. Blaze, struggling to stay up on the dildo, was getting hornier with every word she said. “I'm not going to let you cum until I'm ready. Got it? Maybe I won’t even let you cum today. You have been kind of a dick to me.” 

“You're not allowed to come until I give you permission, so if you feel like you're getting close, you had better let me know somehow. Hmmm, maybe grunt three times. Try it Harry. Grunt three times for me. “

Harrison grunted three times. 

“Very good. I think that will work. If you don’t want me to hurt you, you had better not cum too soon!"

At this moment, the dildo slipped from Blaze’s ass and fell on the floor. “Aww, I was really hoping you were going to last. Disappointing. I guess you’ll have to wait, Harry.” Harrison grunted and shook his restraints, though they didn’t really move much.

“I guess we need something stronger.” Calista went to her boxes and fetched an even bigger dildo. It was a monstrosity that was also about 18 inches, but was extremely thick and had rings about every inch and a half. It had a huge, thick base that made it more secure on the table. She slowly shoved it into Blaze. “AWWWW…FUUUCCCKKK!!” It was stretching his ass pretty wide. “Unnnnggghhhh…damnnnn…”

“You like this, I see,” she said as she smacked his hard cock, “now, I pushed in three rings. I don’t want you to go any further until I tell you, ok?”

“Y-y-y-y-yesss Mistressss…”

Calista knew this was an impossible task. There was no way Blaze was going to hold himself up like that for very long. She went back to Harrison, who was sweating, his cock raging hard.

“Here we go, Harry!” Calista drizzled some lube over his cock. The sudden feeling of cold liquid made Harrison jump. As soon as her hand touched his dick, Harrison felt a jolt of pleasure. It was almost like he was going to cum right there. He started grunting.

"Sensitive. You almost blew it. Your punishment will be pretty bad if you cum without my permission. Remember that, Harry.” She started stroking his cock slowly. Harrison took a deep breath through his nose and leaned his head back. 

With just gentle strokes, Calista was slowly raising Harrison’s level of arousal. Every once in a while, she'd change her stroke movements. She’d stop to add more lube. The feelings from her touch were intense. Harrison grunted again. She stopped, but didn’t remove her hand. Without saying a word, Calista blew on Harrison’s cock, making him shiver.

She kept going, stroking him with a different rhythm, relentlessly speeding up and slowing down. Harrison let out a long, low growl as the feeling became more intense. The fact that he couldn't control the pace made him crazy. 

Blaze slid further down on the dildo, shrieking as it impaled him. “Fuck! I can’t do it! SPIDERMAN!!” He shouted his safe word to slow down.

“Oh, Blaze, you disappoint me.” Calista left Harrison to his horniness and went to Blaze. She grabbed Blaze’s balls and pulled on them. “Aaaarrggghhhhh! Take it out! Please!! Spiderman! Venom. FUUUCCKK!! It fucking hurts! I’m burning! PLEASE MAKE IT STOP!!” Blaze was just shouting anything at this point. 

“Ok! I will make it stop.” Calista pulled the dildo out and untied Blaze’s arms. “Is this better?”

“Thank you Mistress.”

“I’m going to leave your legs tied up. I’ll be right back.” She ran over to the boxes and came back with a metal bucket full of rocks. She dumped the rocks on the table and tied the bucket to Blaze’s balls. “Now, I need to focus on making Harry miserable, so you’re going to have to torture yourself some more. Drop a rock in the bucket, count to ten and then drop another. Keep doing that until I tell you to stop. Got it?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

Calista held her hand near Harrison’s cock. Just the anticipation made him squirm. She wrapped her hand around it and slid down. He whimpered, she jerked his cock really fast and then slowed to a near stop. Harrison just let out a series of grunts and other noises. "Don't you dare cum.” Harrison was losing his mind. In his head he was screaming, begging her to stop. “You will wait until I say you can. Breathe. Just think about your breathing. Relax your body. Don't let your cock tense up. Breathe. Relax." She went back to stroking as Harrison tried to follow her instructions. As the sensations intensified, he couldn’t keep his cock from tensing up. He frantically grunted three times, and then three times again, like he was sending morse code. She immediately pulled back from cock as his hips bucked, trying to fuck the air. 

Blaze was yelping as the bucket got heavier and pulled down on his ball sack. His legs were numb and he was trying desperately not to fall forward or back. “Grrrr! Fuck me! Fuck!!” He just kept yelping. Calista laughed. She went back to stroking Harrison again.

“I think we need to let you beg now. Don’t fucking whine or I will kick you in the balls!!” Calista stood up and removed the gag. Harrison drooled all over himself. “Thamk yoob,” he said, his mouth still too numb to speak well. She continued.

"Oh fuck! I’m close! Ugh!" He grunted just in case that was all she’d respond to. She stopped again, and flicked her index finger on the head of his throbbing cock. Harrison grunted and winced in pain as she did that several more times. She grabbed his cock and squeezed it tightly, pulling harshly on it like she was trying to pull it off him. 

"Please," he begged, his voice cracking.

Her hand held steady on his cock. "Please what, Harry?"

"Please, please, let me fucking cum!"

Her hand started moving again. "Nope, not yet," she said. “You can do it. Just a little more."

Harrison felt like he was going mad. This had been going on for close to an hour. He was drooling on himself. Calista had total control over him and was playing him like an expensive violin. Her hand was now barely moving, just enough to keep him crazed, but not push him over the edge.

After another ten minutes, Harrison tried to speak again, but his throat only gurgled. Blaze was mindlessly adding rocks to the bucket, leaning forward trying to hold it off the ground. Calista was loving what she had done to her boys and was ready to give them some release before punishing them.

However, she still wanted to push Harrison a little more. She was relentless, torturing him as he babbled to try to get her to stop, drooling all over himself. He wanted her to stop, or did he?

“Just wait here, Harry.” She said as she left him again to tend to Blaze. “Ok, Blaze, you’ve had enough. I think I want to do something else with you two.” She untied his feet and removed the bucket from his balls. She let him stretch and try to regain his strength. 

“Thank you Mistress. I hope I served you well.”

“You did! Now, you get a reward. You get to make Harry cum! Right down your throat!”

“UGHHHH…PLEASE…NOWWWWW…”

“Thank you for this reward, Mistress.” Calista directed Blaze to kneel in front of Harrison and wait for her order to swallow his cock. 

“Just take it all in your mouth and don’t do anything else. Just use your tongue to pleasure him. Ok?” Blaze nodded. 

Harrison could feel Blaze’s breath on his cock and was trying so hard to not explode. Calista gave the order and Blaze took all of Harrison’s cock into his mouth. As his cock slid against Blaze’s throat, Harrison couldn’t contain himself. He exploded before Blaze was even halfway down.

“GOD DAMMMMMMMMMITTT!! FUUUUCCCCCKKK!!” Harrison jerked and writhed. He shouted so loud that Calista was worried someone would come check on them. She quickly covered his mouth and his body spasmed and shook. He was seeing vivid colors, stars, bolts of lightning. It was the most intense thing he’d ever felt. Blaze was gulping cum as fast as he could. Harrison’s massive load made him choke and gag, cum dripping down his face.

Harrison finally stopped cumming and Blaze looked over at Calista. “Yes, you can stop now.” Blaze pulled his mouth off Harrison’s cock and fell back. Calista started jumping up and down, clapping like the happy little girl who had just won a contest. “That was awesome!! Yay!! Boys, you did so well!! I love you two!!” Blaze stood up and she gave him a hug. “You need to untie Harry!”

After Harrison was released, she hugged him and they all took a long break. She was going to punish them a little before she gave them the pleasure she knew they wanted.

It was only 12:30 in the afternoon.  

***

“Ready to get back to it?” Calista was anxious to play some more.

“As long as you don’t tie me up like that again,” Harrison said as he rubbed his wrists.

“I don’t want to be wimpy like Harry, but I don't think I could take being tied up like I was again either.” Blaze added.

“You boys…no. No more tying up. Now I’m going to punish you!”

“Seriously? For what?”

“Harrison. You know you haven’t been the best submissive today. And Blaze, you weren’t able to do the simple things I asked you to do. So, I need to dispense some punishment. After that, I have a special treat for you both. Now, on your knees!“

“Yes, Mistress!” Blaze and Harrison sang out in unison as they knelt before her.

“Harrison, you have been especially bad. You were mean to me! Blaze, you were better, but not what I expected. How many swats with the paddle should you both get for your disrespect?”

“As many as you wish, Mistress Calista.”

“I want an answer. For every second you take to give me one, I’m adding two swats.”

Not wanting their punishment to be too harsh, and still sore from Garrett’s paddling over the last two weeks, Blaze faltered and took too long.

“Never mind! This is going to take forever if you two don’t shape up! Blaze you get ten for not giving me an answer right away, ten more for taking too long and ten just because I think you need it.”

“Yes, Mistress Calista. I deserve this punishment for failing to meet your expectations.”

“Yes you do. As an experienced submissive, you should know better. Just so you know, Garrett agreed to this as long as I gave him a full report. You probably have more punishment coming to you when you get home. Get up on that chair and lean over the back, put your head down and your ass in the air. You’re next Harrison. Start thinking of how many you deserve. You have even more to be punished for.”

Harrison knelt there wincing as Calista administered her punishment. She very deliberately delivered each smack with the paddle, hitting at slightly different angles and in varying places on his ass, careful to not cause any welts. Blaze gritted his teeth and took each hit without showing too much reaction. When she was done, he thanked her.

“Good boy, Blaze. Now, while I take care of Harrison, go get me a glass of champagne. Feel free to make drinks for you and Harrison. Be here in time to watch him take his beating.”

“Thank you, Mistress Calista,” Blaze said as he went to take care of his task.

“Harry! I’ll give you one chance to get this right, then I will decide. How many smacks do you think you should get from this paddle for your insubordination and for being a total asshole to me?”

Harrison had already been thinking about it and was determined not to make the same mistake Blaze did. He knew she would give him more than Blaze so he just opted to ask for more than he thought he should get instead of potentially annoying her with too low of a number.

“One hundred, Mistress Calista,” he said very assuredly, “ten for failure to respect you properly, ten for failure to address you properly, ten for being a dick to you, ten for making you feel bad, and ten for the times I snapped at you. The remaining fifty are because I need to learn my lesson for wasting your time with my mistakes.”

Calista was impressed. So was Blaze who caught it all while mixing drinks. “Well, Harrison, I think you’re getting the hang of this. I appreciate your thoughtfulness. Get up on the chair, lean over the back, and put your head down and your ass up.”

“Thank you, Mistress Calista. I deserve to be punished by you and I need to be more respectful of you, Mistress Calista.”

“I hope you remember what you just said, Harry! Oh! Let’s have a drink first! Thank you Blaze.”

Blaze handed Harrison a bourbon on the rocks, the same drink he got for himself. He handed Calista her champagne. Harrison figured he would be nice and buzzed if he slammed this drink, which Blaze poured generously, which might make him be able to more easily endure the pain he was about to feel. 

“Ready, Harry?”

“Yes, Mistress Calista.”

She teased Harrison by just touching his ass with the paddle, gently brushing it against him. “Oh, one more thing, I don’t expect you to shout out how much it hurts, or any other exclamations. Crying and whimpering are fine, but if I hear you say fuck or anything else, I will add a random about of hits. Understand?”

“I do, Mistress Calista.” Harrison desperately wanted this to be over. He was over this BDSM stuff and was hoping Calista would want to do something more fun after this.

Harrison closed his eyes and braced himself. He heard the paddle swish through the air and land on his bare ass. He almost yelled out, but contained himself, gritting his teeth and grunting. He didn’t know how he could last for 99 more swats. Calista just waved the paddle, barely touching his ass, continuing to tease him. When Harrison opened his eyes, he looked back and saw Blaze with a sort of snarky look on his face. He was kind of enjoying this.

Calista swung the paddle again, and again, and again, four more times. She was going to take her time with this. He grunted and groaned, gritting his teeth harder. His eyes began to water. Calista swung the paddle five more times, even harder than the first five, causing Harrison to yell out, “AHHHHHHH FFFUCK!” 

“Oh, you poor boy. What is he doing, Blaze?”

“He’s starting to cry, Mistress. He’s starting to sweat too.”

“You have at least 90 more to go, Harry. You got extras because you can’t keep your mouth shut.”

The next 20 came at a steady pace, each one as hard as the last. Harrison managed to only make noises, avoiding more swats. He was in awful pain and he knew it was going to get worse. “How did that sweet little girl get like this? When did she get so strong?”

“Is he still crying?”

“Oh yes, and panting. He’s sweating so much now, Mistress Calista.” Harrison shot Blaze an angry look that would have killed him if he could shoot lasers from his pupils. “I’m gonna fucking get him back for this. He’s enjoying this too much! Fucker!” He silently begged for mercy in his head hoping he could telepathically get Calista to stop.

That did not happen and he heard the air swish followed by an intense burning on his ass as the paddle landed again and again, ten more times on Harrison’s very sore ass. “UNNNGGGHHHH! ERRRGGGH!” Harrison hoped that wasn’t counted as yelling out. He couldn’t control himself under the unbearable pain. 

“You must like this. I have to add more now.”

“No, please…no!” Harrison desperately pleaded. Blaze just shook his head.

“I’m glad you’re enjoying this as much as we are, Harry. I have all night if you’re gonna keep disobeying my rules. Are you enjoying yourself, Blaze?”

“Yes, Mistress Calista. Watching you is a joy, Mistress!” He said as he flashed an evil grin at Harrison. He was enjoying this. Watching Harrison take a beating was somehow cathartic. He always wanted him to engage more with his dark side. He was always so happy. That is probably the only thing that he resented about Harrison, even Calista, the incessant happiness when all he could do was struggle.

“More champagne, please, would you Blaze? I’ll give horny Harry here a short rest.”

“May I have another drink too, Mistress Calista?”

“Yes, of course. Bring another for Harry. He’s going to need it when I’m done.” Calista rubbed her hand on his sensitive ass, now bruised and hot to the touch. “You know I still love you, Harrison. We’re just playing. I know you kinda like this. Don’t worry, it took me a while to get used to the pain. I know you will.” 

Fearing more swats, Harrison just huffed. He was going to get through this to prove he could endure pain just like any one of them. This just wasn’t his thing, but he would endure it. Blaze arrived with the next round of drinks. Calista resumed her beating. 

Calista asked Blaze if he wanted to help with the punishment. “That would be an honor, Mistress Calista! May I use my hands, Mistress?” Harrison was annoyed that he was so happy about getting to spank him. She allowed him 25 spanks.

When his hand landed on Harrison’s right cheek, it was all he could do to not yell. The bare handed smacks were so much more painful than the paddle. Blaze was strong and could deliver a heartier blow than Calista could. No matter how much confidence she had, she was still physically weaker than Blaze. 

He would rub Harrison’s sore, burning ass before each smack. Blaze took his time while Calista stood there, sipping champagne. He went through the first 12, Harrison was grinding his teeth, grunting and trying desperately to hold in a scream. He was panting like a sick dog and was drenched with sweat. After a quick break, Blaze gave the next ten. He used both hands for his final three. Harrison couldn’t take it. “Mother fucker! God fucking dammit. Why do you hate me? Fuck, Blaze!”

“I have so many more hits to give you now. We might even be at double the original number. You know, I don’t want to damage his sweet, cute ass. I left a flogger on my bed, Blaze. Please go get it.” Blaze ran off.

“Aww, come on, Calista! What the fuck?” Harrison said while gasping for air. 

“You have safe words, Harrison. If this is too much, I get it. You’re actually doing really well. I have clients that pass out after ten. You’ve had 75!”

“I won’t use my safe words. I can take this, god dammit. I just don’t understand why you’re being so mean to me.”

“Harry, we’re playing. This is part of it. You know I love you more than almost anything. You said you wanted to check out my dungeon when you visited me in the hospital. Wasn’t it because you wanted to try this? Please, Harry. I’m having fun. So is Blaze. You’re hard. You have been this whole time. Don’t fight it. You like this.”

“I love you too, Calista. I am having something, I just don’t know if it is fun yet. I have no fucking clue how some people want to do this all the time.”

Finishing out the original punishment, Calista rapidly went through the final 25 paddle swats. Harrison threw everything out the window and just screamed out several more times in between hits.

“Ok, Harry, stand up. Drink up and then let’s go upstairs.”

“Thank you, Mistress Calista.” He followed her up to the second floor. Blaze arrived with the flogger and handed it to Calista..

“Have you ever been flogged Harrison?” Calista whispered seductively as she brushed the flogger up his chest. 

“Fucking Joshua. He flogged the fuck out of me. See?” Harrison pointed at his scars from the ordeal. Calista fell out of character immediately. Both her and Blaze suddenly felt badly.

“Oh, Harry. I’m sorry. We don’t have to do this. I don’t want to bring up bad memories for you.”

“Hey, buddy, you’ve been a fucking trooper. We can call it a day, right Calista?”

“Yeah, I mean, we could just do something less intense.”

“Oh no. OH FUCK NO. No fucking way. We started this, we’re going to fucking finish it! Go ahead! Beat the fuck out of me. We’re playing, right Claista? FUCKING PLAYING. You two don’t think I can do this. Spoiled was what you called me, I think? I am not going to think about Joshua. I’m going to think about how mother fucking hot you are in that fucking plastic dress. I’m going to think about how much I love you, Calista. Remember the dungeon? When you put me on that weird fucking stretcher thing? I fucking loved it. I’m gonna fucking love this! I can handle mother fucking pain god dammit!” Harrison had completely lost his patience.

“Calm down, Harrison…”

“FUCK YOU! Calm down? I’m fucking calm, Blaze. Just because I don’t want to end up with broken bones and in the hospital like you, doesn't mean I won’t get off on the pain.”

“Ok, Harry. Let’s do it. You’re right. We started it, let’s finish it.”

“God damn right MISTRESS CALISTA! At least when you tortured me in the fucking dungeon YOU FUCKED ME! That made the pain fun! Even fucking douchebag piece of vile shit Joshua fucked me when he beat me! Beat the fuck out of me, but PLEASE FUCK ME SENSELESS!! Shove a god damned dildo in my ass. FIST ME. Just please, do something fucking more than just beat me and torture me. FUCK ME! You guys can fucking double penetrate me! Throat fuck me! I DON’T FUCKING CARE!! I am so fucking done with this bullshit after I fulfil my fucking obligation to you.”

"God damn, Harry, rage is fucking sexy as fuck on you. Tear me a-fucking-part beast boy!" Harrison shot Blaze the angriest look. Things had become unhinged.

“Are you finished?” Calista asked snidely. “Because I am ready to flog the fuck out of you. That epic rant - oh, and it was really fucking epic, Harry - earned you the beating of your life. Don’t worry, when I’m done I am going to fuck and fist you until the sun comes up.” Calista had now reached her limits too. “You too, bruiser. Enough dicking around. Get on your fucking knees and worship me while I beat the fuck out of this little shit.”

“This is already the best fucking time we’ve ever had together. I love this trip so fucking much already. I fucking love you guys!”

“Fuck off, Iggy.” That crossed a line. 

“You little cocksucking faggot!” Blaze went for Harrison. 

Calista hit him with the flogger. “OK! EVERYBODY NEEDS TO BE MY BITCH AND JUST FUCKING STOP!” Blaze backed off.

“Sorry, man. You know how much I hate that. Just please, please don’t call me that, ok?”

“I’m sorry, Blaze. I crossed a line. Jesus fucking Christ, did we all blast through a kilo of coke for breakfast? Damn, we’re feisty!”

“It’s because we miss each other. Now, enough talking! On your knees, Blaze. Worship your Mistress! And you, grab that rail with your arms spread as far apart as you can. Spread your legs as far as you can too. Get ready for the first half of your beating. I’m going to stuff your mouth with this so you can scream all you want. I don’t need someone calling the cops on us.” Calista slipped off her vinyl panties and stuffed them into Harrison’s mouth, “I’m gonna hit you until I’m fucking ready to stop. Got it?”

“Please, Mistress Calista, give me the harshest punishment you have to.”

***

They were chilling out together, not really saying much to one another. They were quietly listening to the pouring rain pound the roof. The tension was thick. This was the first time they had ever fought - even if it was in the midst of a scene. Blaze was on one end of the couch, just staring into space. Harrison was messing around on his phone at the other end of the couch. Calista plopped herself right between them and stretched out her arms, showing off her hands. “You know, I’ve been having these dreams about the both of you. That’s kinda why I insisted we have time to ourselves.”

“What are we doing in these dreams of yours?”

“Well,” she giggled a little, “you're both bent over in front of me and as close together as possible. I think I’ve actually tied you together.”

“Oh wow, this sounds hot. You are finally talking about something that excites me. Unless you’re going to kick the shit out of us in this dream.”

“No, Harrison. It is hot. So very hot. As I was saying, you’re intimately close to each other, maybe even kissing each other once in a while.” Calista paused and looked from side to side, “there’s a whole lot of other details, I just want to get into it. Are you ready for the treat I have planned for you?”

“Do you want us on our hands and knees?”

“Yes, please and make sure you’re close together. Go up there.” Calista motioned to the dining room table. “I can’t believe you don’t know what’s coming! I’ll give you a hint. I had my fingernails very neatly trimmed and cleared of any sharp edges.”

“The dining room table? Kinky and weird. Nice. You know I’ve been waiting all fucking day for this?”

“Calista girl, please fist fuck the hell out of us.”

“Yay!!” Calista jumped up and down happily, “I’ll be right back! Don’t move! You’re too cute like that!”

Blaze and Harrison used the time to make out. A few minutes later Calista returned with some towels and a huge jar of lube. And her cell phone. She dropped the things on the floor under the table and snapped a picture. “I’m going to put these on my new website!”

“What? No fucking way!”

“Calista, what website?”

Calista laughed heartily, “silly boys. These are just for me. I just love how cute you look right now, all ready for me to fist your asses.”

Calista took off her heels and the rest of her clothes. She positioned herself behind the boys. The height she was at was perfect for her to easily access both holes. They were bent over with their feet hanging over the edge of the table, which was actually relatively comfortable to be kneeling on. Calista began her adventure.

As she glided her hand up and down the crack of Harrison’s ass with her lube covered hand, he softly moaned from the chills she was sending up and down his spine. She got him nice and lubed up and moved on to Blaze. She did the same to him. She stood behind them and made sure her arms would be able to get to both holes.

"Just bark if it gets to be too much, I know you’re both very experienced, but you never know. I want to hear lots of noise - groan, moan, cry, grunt, I don’t care, I just want to hear you. I know both of you can be pretty vocal. Ready?”

The boys both responded affirmatively. 

Calista started just a little differently with each one of them. For Harrison, her fingers slipped in easily, right up to the knuckles. Harrison instinctively wriggled his ass and tried to twist and turn to let her in. “Easy Harry, don’t worry, I’ll be deep inside you soon enough.”

For Blaze, she started gently probing his hole with her fingers, slowly adding two fingers, which soon became three and then four. She teased his hole, gliding in and out, making Blaze purr and drop his head down. His hole was ready after the dildo play earlier. “You like that, don’t you?” Blaze just purred softly.

“I’m ready to go. Tell me what you want Harrison…”

“I want your fist in my ass, please! I want it deep in me. Fist me please! Fist me hard and fast!”

“Good boy,” she said as she pushed her hand into his hole. His hole easily accepted her hand. “You have such a hungry ass, Harry. It is hungrier than ever.” Harrison’s hole just grabbed her fist and swallowed it up. “Good thing I brought some big toys!”

“Do you want me inside you too, Blaze?”

“Fuck yes! Please girl, shove it in! I need it now!! Please!”

“Nice and eager, you are,” realizing she sounded like Yoda, she giggled, which distracted Blaze enough that she shoved her hand in with one hard push. His ass also easily accepted her hand, inhaling it quickly. Blaze let out a yelp when her knuckles passed through his sphincter.

Calista just stopped and took in the feeling of power she felt with her two boys bent over and taking her fists. “I can’t believe I’m finally doing this! This is going to be so good!” she said to herself as she began to twist and turn her hands. Both boys groaned loudly as she eased back and forth, still twisting and turning, letting their asses get used to her. They both begged for more.  

She started twisting and pumping deeper into each boy’s ass. She was still only at her wrist. She wanted to make this last, so she was in no hurry to go all the way too soon. Calista then began to slowly move her hand inside their asses. She grazed her knuckles over their prostates and started a slow but gentle fucking motion. She increased her pace, then slowed down. Then she made the boys cry out. She pulled her fists out of both their asses.

“No! Don’t stop, please! I need you inside me, please!”

“Please shove your fist in again! I want it so badly!”

Calista let the boys beg for a few minutes while she added more lube and teased their holes. They were crazed. Simultaneously, Calista shoved her hands deep into her boys, slowing down once the knuckles were though, then twisting them, pushing them further. Slowly she pulled back like she was shooting a slingshot, then she went back in a little further. She repeated this motion eventually getting more than halfway up her arms. The boys were writhing, gasping and grunting with pure ecstasy. 

“Are we doing ok boys?”

“Oh fuck yes…ffffuck yessss…”

“Holy Christ, girl, so good, soooo fucking goood”

"Yay! I love this!! Damn boys, I am having SO MUCH fun with you today," she said excitedly. She was simply giddy and bounced up and down a little. If her hands weren’t so busy, she probably would have clapped. "My sexy boys giving it up to me like this," she continued. "I love making my boys go crazy like this, FOR MY FISTS!!”  

The boys were twitching and moaning, waiting for Calista to go deeper. Harrison was so desperate for it, he pushed back on her. She responded by pushing her fist in deeper for both of them. Once she had three quarters of her forearm inside, she began a more rapid fist fucking of their asses. At first it was both at the same time, then she mixed it up a little. As she pushed deeper into Harrison, she pulled back and almost out of Blaze. Each boy gave a markedly different reaction. Harrison let out this low, rumbling growl when her fist was shoved in. Blaze raised his head up and just gasped, “oh fuuuuuuccckkk, fuuuuck, fuuuuuuuuuck!”

When Calista shoved her fist deep into Blaze, he yelped, almost as if he were surprised to feel her so far in him. Harrison’s drawn out whimper stopped once she was at her knuckles again. With that little bit of practice, Calista finally went for it. She started pistoning her fist in and out of their asses much faster, as she did she shoved herself in farther. It was like she was a puppet master controlling her two boys, making them lunge forward and push back. Having never done something like this before, Calista even surprised herself at how hard, fast and deep she was going. She was getting to her elbow each time.

Harrison was euphoric. He had been pushing his sexual limits more and more all year and he had found bottoming in any way possible to be something he almost couldn't do without. The feeling of Calista’s delicate hands and arms plunging into his gut gave him chills all through his body. Harrison craved more. He wanted it deeper, wider, faster, harder. He wanted to push himself to the most extreme, like some of the videos he’d seen online. He not only loved the feeling of his ass being full, he craved it. Calista was working him pretty hard and fast at this point, slightly more than she was with Blaze. His head was spinning. He wanted more, but didn’t know if he should push for more, at least not yet. 

For Blaze fisting was more of a sensual activity. At one time it was just one more thing that he was harsh and abusive with. One more thing he wanted to be painful to him. Now he preferred his roughness and violence in other ways. Whereas fisting had the effect of making Harrison crazed, it had the opposite effect on Blaze. As he felt his ass loosen, as he received more and more of Calista’s arm inside of him, Blaze’s body was slack and calm. Now that she had been going for a while, he panted and moaned, feeling completely at ease. His mind drifted off to how much he loved when Garrett fisted him, how much he loved pleasing Calista this way. Feeling her hand slide in and out, knowing how deep it was, gave him a satisfying contentment. He also enjoyed watching Harrison’s reactions and couldn’t wait to give the boy his own fist fucking. Little did he know what Calista was thinking.

After nearly 30 minutes of a thorough fisting, Calista eased her hands out of each boy's ass. Blaze collapsed on the ground and stretched his body out. For Harrison the emptiness he was now feeling left him twitching and shaking, wanting something to replace the arm that just left his body. He stayed in the position and just groaned, “ugh, please do it again! Please Calista!”

“Harry, you are out of control! I love it!” Calista shouted, “don’t worry Harrison, your ass is going to get used even harder this week. Right now I want to do something, if you’re up to it.”

“As long as it involves something huge in my ass!”

“I’m in, girl, but I need to go to bed after that. We’ve been at this all day and I’m not a freak like Harrison.”

“Is Blaze’s fist big enough for you, Harry?”

“Fuck yeah it is!! He is rough too!”

Calista explained what she wanted to do and everyone got into position on the floor. She got behind Blaze who got behind Harrison. It was sort of a fisting train. 

“If I’m gonna pound him as hard as he wants, he needs to be on his back.” Blaze said. “Get up on that chair and hang your ass over the edge. Can I start before you do me?”

“Sure, Blaze, have at it. Please do it soon. His begging is interminable. Jeez, the boy is wild.”

“Yes, god, please! Just fist my ass! I need it now!”

“Yeah, he’s unreal.” Blaze knelt right behind Harrison and lubed his hole and then his arm up really well. “You ready slut?” He didn’t wait for an answer. He shoved his entire hand into Harrison’s ass and pushed it in up to the middle of his forearm. 

“OHHHHHH……..FUUUUUCKKK……BLAAAAAZE! FUCK YES! GOD DAMN! UGHHHHHH!!

When Blaze went in so fast, Harrison felt an immediate blast of pain that shocked his entire system. The pain quickly subsided and became an enormous rush of pleasure as Blaze went in deep, moving well past his elbow. If he were more focused, he could probably go all the way to his shoulder. Harrison just kept mumbling incoherently as Blaze pummeled Harrison’s ass, fast, but nowhere near as fast and hard as he could go. He wanted to save that for another day. He felt a slight annoyance with his friend being so demanding and completely insatiable. He was going to really give it to him one day.

Once Blaze put his ass out, Calista slid her hand in much more gently. She sensed the peaceful pleasure Blaze was getting from it and also wanted to calm him a little so he didn’t get too rough on Harrison. As she slid in deeper, Blaze felt a warm shiver through his body. Soon, the feelings of contentment on one end and the rush of aggressiveness on the other clashed. Blaze had never done this, fisted someone while getting fisted. It was an intense sensation that made his body tremble and pulse. He began to sweat and gasp. His head was clouded and his vision blurred a little. He was bewildered, disoriented, lost in this conflicted action. 

Harrison was too lost in his zone to notice anything. His mind was a blur as well, but for different reasons. Blaze continued his harsh assault on Harrison’s ass, coming close to punch fisting him, but couldn’t form the thought to execute it. Calista knew something was up.

“Are you ok, Blaze?” she said as she started to withdraw her hand.

“Don’t stop! Yes…I’m…ok. Just don’t stop please.”

Calista continued her slow, deliberate fisting, pushing in just past her elbow each time. As she did, she noticed him ease up on Harrison. This made her feel better. She was worried he would hurt him. Suddenly, Harrison let out a howl and you could see cum spurting up from his cock. This was all Blaze needed to trigger his orgasm. He blasted thick loads of cum all over the floor while he let out a pained grunt. He pulled his arm from Harrison’s ass and pulled forward a little so Calista would pull out of him.

The three kids were exhausted and collapsed into three panting piles of sweaty flesh. They weren’t just physically exhausted, they were mentally drained as well. 

“Blaze?” Harrison called out softly.

“Harry, if you beg me to fist you again, I will shove my arm so far into you that I will strangle you.” Blaze was feeling a bit testy.

“No…no…I just wanted to tell you how fucking awesome that was. Holy fuck dude.”

“Thanks. You just wait until I have my energy back. You’re gonna get it.”

“Blaze, be nice. We all need some rest. That was intense. I’m going to go shower. Join me if you want, but we’re just showering!”

After a relaxing, warm shower, they piled into bed together. They tangled themselves up into each other, cuddling and holding one another. Harrison whispered something to Blaze, “Hey Blaze…”

“What Harry…” a groggy Blaze responded.

“At least I never had to use my safeword…Spidermannnnn…”

There was an awkward silence. Then Blaze laughed, causing everyone else to laugh. They finally fell asleep. They slept hard well into the next morning.